Lyrics:
speaking obscene words
Her body's floating in the air
You will die up there
Possessed by an evil force
coming from an ancient source
blessed by a jesuit
murder up in the capitals
The word on the streets Illuminati grab it all
Others claim that the freemasons are top
But it's the jesuits and catholics
Footsteps tread on this virgin land
Leaving bodies of friends in the sand
From across the water came the spirit of death
Spewing the stench of Jesuit breath
a jiggy wit a jesuit
what the fucks a jesuit
jiggy wit it jiggy it everybody jiggy wit it
what the fucks a jesuit
I googled it and googled it
whaaa
Articulate Thugs sex, techs, money and drugs
We Articulate Thugs
Illuminati jesuit's, and GS Lexus'
For dead presidents when the
Justice system is
encounter with Jesuit scholar Athanasius Kircher in the 17th century and its subsequent guardianship within the Jesuit community, culminating in its
Your Godly ways
Aye
Burdened by your ruse
That's it
Avoid the truth
Transparent
You're just a fairy Jesuit
Festers at the wound
Question or obey
Spanish Ruff
Baptismal Bowl
Banish Stuff
From young to old
Little Terrorist
Caustic Jesuit
Far from Humanists
But you can't ball your fist
Anymore
Jesuit's
Possibilities expand my consciousness
Like mescaline
Forget the teachings from your reverend
I'm about to get it in
Open up your mind inhale
Weird, twisted anxieties that could force a human being to have to become a politician! A policeman! A Jesuit monk
Howard?: [...]
[Mark:]A rock and roll
Jimmy Buffett
I was supposed to have been a Jesuit priest or a Naval Academy grad
That was the way that my parents perceived me
Those were
nun
Who taught you the names
Of the mountains
On the moon
And then a Jesuit
Proceeded to arrange your soul
While I prayed
On my knees
Jesuits pour out of mutual walkmans
From Elland Road to Venice Pensions and down
the Autobahns;
In This Time - If That's it I'm leaving
In These Times
and Jesuits
Holding secret conference
Underneath the pontiff's nose
And only god will ever know
Sinister Rouge
Coming back for more to even
the lefts and the rights
And the hypocrites and the jesuits and the blacks and the whites
In the belly of the beast
In the atlanta streets
Or up in laurel
the last Christmas Eve
Jesuits are slowly turning Dianetic
Protestants increasingly become agnostic
Pentecostal churches are hanging pentagrams
Priests
the communists, the lefts, and the rights
And the hypocrites and the Jesuits and the blacks and the whites
In the belly of the beast in the Atlanta streets
Or up in
a throne
And the upraised scythe so terribly scribed
Vengeance in Jesuit blood on stone
From this ransacked celestial temple
I hold the prophet's
a booth for dressing
Also used for confession
There's a jesuit on call here
Twenty-four hours a day
He can guide you to pray
To waylay your modern guilt
thousand years.
I can't wait any longer for you.
The Jesuits rolled in their tanks, to my front door,
While the Capuchins held a love-in on my front
the Chief Jesuit.'
'This land is Jesus' land.'
'And that is all'
'All that there is to it.'
Hail Mary
Mother of God
And in New York City
The business man in
were born again, rich in name alone
Your Jesuit profile will suit the coming apocalypse
Oh, I was poor in love
Poor in love
Why's everybody sing
Louis
When we go out
They're bound to see you with me
At night, I walk in the park
With a whip
Between the lines
Of the whispering Jesuits
Who
on a voice that you never use
How could you expect your Jesuit sect to play here?
The fake book dates back to Iberia
You won't go into the half of it, so
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